Catania

Although it is in the same area as Palermo, anyone who first arrives in Catania will feel that the pace of life here is obviously much slower than the former, and as a seaside city, its beautiful sea view and pleasant climate attract many tourists to stop here, and over time it has become one of the famous seaside resorts in Italia.

The constant flow of tourists from Catania gives this coastal city a different kind of vitality, and the influx of tourists is also mixed with many upper-class people, who often come to the seaside for holidays in their spare time, and most of the seaside villa areas built along the beautiful Catania Bay are for them, Mafia originated in the Western Kellia region, and as a city to which the district belongs, Catania and other cities in the region have formed a complementary relationship with Mafia.

In the case of luxury villas located in the bay, more than 40% of the villas here are owned by Mafia. "The White Godfather" Mario. Corleone, who is also enjoying a little leisure time with his family at this time, is busy with work but has to find time in the last few days, because today is the fifth birthday of his daughter Isabella.

"Honey, hand me the chocolate sauce." "Oh! Honey, help me look at the oven! "Where's my strawberry jam?" In the kitchen, there is the occasional loud sound of busy male and female voices or pots and spoons colliding. And in the living room outside the noisy kitchen, a middle-aged man in a white suit is sitting on the sofa with a fairy tale book in his hand.

He was in his thirties, his hair and eyes were pitch black, and his skin was yellow. It has the typical characteristics of the Azi Asians, but it has the atmospheric facial features of the Western Hemisphere race, and the body is also quite burly, and the atmospheric facial features reveal his calm and solemn character, and the ironed white suit collar without a trace of wrinkles, and the crown horse head brooch pinned to the side of the collar is composed of red, orange, yellow, green, blue and blue, which is particularly conspicuous against the white texture.

Sitting on his lap at this moment was a little girl with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in a small white dress, with shiny golden curls like ripe wheat spread out, pale golden eyebrows, a small round nose, a pouty mouth, and a pair of clear and translucent lake blue round eyes. The little hands and feet are round. At first glance, it looks as petite and cute as a princess doll.

At this time, the man in white was telling the little girl a story from a fairy tale, and his voice was slow and deep, like the melody of a classical harp, and his tone was soothing, soft, and full of the magnetism of a male voice. Even though there was a constant tinkling sound in the kitchen, his charming voice still brought the little girl's mind completely into the world of fairy tales.

The little girl's blue eyes were fixed on the colorful illustrations from the fairy tale book: "The princess came to the prince's palace in a pumpkin carriage, and he was very excited, because he was about to see His Royal Highness. He wore crystal slippers on his feet, accompanied by his servants, and walked on the red carpet to the splendid palace......"

"That's it!" Excited shouts came from the kitchen. At this time, the man in white heard the sound from the kitchen and stopped talking. The little girl looked up at him and her round blue eyes sparkled and asked, "Why don't you talk about it?" At this time, the hand of the man in white gently stroked the little girl's golden curly hair and said softly, "My dear little princess, your birthday party is about to begin." ”

The little girl tilted her head and pursed her mouth: "If I make a wish on my birthday today, will I be able to see the prince like Cinderella?" The man in white closed the fairy tale book and lifted her up on his arm: "If this is your wish, then it will definitely come true." The little girl's jewel-like blue eyes flashed with excitement, and she couldn't help but look around: "Really? Where is the prince? Is he waiting for me outside? ”

The man in white carried the little girl to a small chair in the dining room: "She will come to you quietly while you are sleeping." The little girl asked curiously, "Why is it while I'm sleeping?" The man in white smiled and said, "Because the prince likes to watch our princess Isabella sleep," and after saying that, he leaned down and kissed her lightly on the forehead, and then turned to leave.

At this moment, the little girl stretched out her chubby hand and pulled his sleeve. The man in white turned his head, only to see her blinking blue eyes and asking him, "I want to finish the story of 'Cinderella' before I meet the prince." The man in white patted the fairy tale book under his arm and said, "Okay, I'll come over when the banquet is over." ”

The little girl smiled like the sun, and then let go of his sleeve. The man in white then spoke, "Happy fifth birthday, Princess Isabella." ”

The little girl grinned at him with a row of small white teeth and said, "Thank you, Uncle Gawain." ”

Central police station in Romagna

Long Hu followed Simon into the police station, and Long Wen, who followed behind, asked: "The beautiful woman who won't come out of the front desk took me to a small dark room and then stepped on my toes with high heels and tied up to see the leader, right?" Hu Che was surprised: "Long Wen, your language organization skills are getting stronger and stronger!" Long Wen glanced at Simon and the three of them in front of him: "If you experience it, your language ability can be strengthened instantly." ”

At this time, Custer next to him spoke: "But if I see someone like Uncle Long appear in front of me, I will also treat you as a 'suspect'." Long Wen said faintly: "I don't need you to 'mend the knife'." Custer: "Oh, okay. ”

Hu Che asked Custer, "Are you all hunters police officers?" Custer: "It's not all, there are people who live in other capacities, mainly because the police have access to most of the criminal data, so it's more likely to find traces of vampires." Long Wen nodded: "Actually, on the other hand, it's because the 'imperial grain' is more delicious." Custer: "What is the Imperial Grain?" Hu Che shook his head to translate: "The slang word for wulong is 'government salary'. ”

Custer immediately shook his head like a rattle: "No! No! Our civil servants are treated the same as ordinary people, and the national conditions of Yalong are completely different, and I myself live in debt. Long Wen and Hu Che looked at Custer at the same time, and then said in unison: "Hmm~look~out~come~" Custer touched his face: "What do you see?" Long Wen and Hu Che: "Just like us, they look 'poor'." ”

Custer: "NO~~~" (To be continued......)